get in mah belly: cincinnati is going down the toilet

I couldn't really have said it better myself: get in mah belly: cincinnati is going down the toilet: "i don't feel like food blogging anymore but that doesn't mean i feel like giving up my public megaphone. today i am going to bitch about ho..."

Cincy Vacant Buildings, Exposé-style?

 "Vacant buildings are the rotten teeth in a street's smile."Giggle. So starts this Cincinnati.com article about the many sadly vacant buildings. I'm so torn: on one hand, at least this isn't the regular blurb about the latest drunk driving incident. On the other, the tone of the article comes off rather demeaning and patronizing of the neighborhoods it describes. There is a very sad beauty to these vacant buildings- you can see what they used to be and what they could be. I guess all I wanted to say was, maybe this could have been written with a different light.

Missing "alligator"

Cincinnati.com/NKY.com/Boone Blog reports that a Florence restaurant is missing their 4-foot long plastic alligator mascot named Archibald. Comments one reader: "Slow news day." Touche.

Storms, storms, storms

From the NYT:

(Click for larger image). As cute as this is, does anyone else feel scared that the snow is going to just engulf her at any minute?

Raise Your Glass

 I have beef with Pink's party anthem Raise Your Glass. Sure, it's sort of irresistibly catchy. That actually might add to the resentment. Here's my issue: the lyrics are stupid, but even worse, it's essentially just a conglomeration of stupid, slangy, cliche little sayings. "What's the dealie-yo?" It's just so dumb. I'm not even sure if anything makes sense, other than, "raise your glass."

And incidentally, I thought Pink was Sober?

Right right, turn off the lights,
We're gonna lose our minds tonight,
What's the deal, yo?

I love when it's all too much,
5am turn the radio up
Where's the rock and roll?

Party Crasher,
Penny Snatcher,
Call me up if you want gangsta
Don't be fancy, just get dancey
Why so serious?

Slam slam, oh hot damn
What part of party don't you understand,
Wish you'd just freak out (freak out already)
Can't stop, coming in hot,
I should be locked up right on the spot
It's so on right now (so fuckin on right now)

Party Crasher,
Penny Snatcher,
Call me up if you want gangsta
Don't be fancy, just get dancey
Why so serious?
(oh shit my glass is empty, that sucks)

So if you're too school for cool,
And you're treated like a fool,
You can choose to let it go
We can always, we can always,
Party on our own

So raise your glass if you are wrong,
In all the right ways,
All my underdogs,
We will never be never be anything but loud
And nitty gritty dirty little freaks
Won't you come on and come on and raise your glass,
Just come on and come on and raise your glass